The deputy sect leader of the Blood Shadow Wuji Sect looked very ugly. He secretly cursed the monk who controlled the light curtain and didn't know the importance. Young Master Lan Yun, who is so arrogant and charming, would you give him a close-up image for such a long time? Is this going to create chaos? Is it still necessary to let the deputy sect leader speak?

Don't think about it, you will definitely send a message to scold me, and your words are sharp.

The image immediately moved away from Mr. Lan Yun's face and fell onto the stunning beauties from other sects, which successfully triggered a lot of scattered men's screams, suppressing the madness of the girls.

Compared to the excitement of girls, the excitement of ** men is acceptable. The screams of girls are too terrifying, like sound wave attacks.

The boiling emotions gradually became controlled, and the deputy sect leader coughed lightly, and his divine thoughts blessed him, and his voice resounded throughout the battlefield.

"Quiet, all are quieter. Now I will announce the methods and rules of the team competition, so I will give me peace of mind."

boom!

The vast power came down and pressed on everyone. The people in the audience felt a mountain pressing down on their heads. At first, because of the excitement brought by the handsome guys and beautiful women, they were suddenly suppressed into nothingness. They sat down obediently, looking at the fat old man on the platform, with shock in their eyes.

The monks understood how powerful this person was. Although ordinary people did not understand the hierarchy of monks, they only felt that "if they were disobedient, they would be crushed into pieces" immediately, and they were silent for a moment.

The battlefield finally became quiet.

The deputy sect leader nodded with satisfaction and looked at the tens of thousands of straight teams standing below the stage. These teams were all from super sects and large sects. To be honest, the most elite juniors in the world are all gathered here.

Not to mention anything else, most of the most powerful juniors in sects like Zhengdaozang have arrived.

Well, why didn’t Hua Jiu see you?

The fat old man glanced at him and felt a little confused. However, when he looked at Xiao Cheng and Wang Fangqing, he was still very pleased with the participation of these two.

The peak duel between the Wuliang Battle Body and the Golden Crow Holy Body, the images have long been spread throughout the Imperial Ocean. Their reputations are no worse than that of Young Master Lan Yun and many of the most powerful geniuses.

"You are all elite teams from various sects. The following words are related to your life and honor. Let's listen." The fat old man looked at the tens of thousands of teams below the stage, his eyes flashed through his young faces, with encouragement and blessings.

Of course, only God knows what he thinks, but he is very amiable.

Xiao Cheng couldn't help but frown. In the past, the team battles seemed to have not had such a link. Generally, draw lots to determine the opponent. Then, on the rising ring, the two teams fought, and the high and low levels were divided in the process. Those who should be eliminated were eliminated, and after rounds of rounds, the final ranking was also revealed.

But at this time, it was a bit different. It was the same as before. Just draw lots directly, why did you give a speech? Could it be...? Everyone naturally thought of what Xiao Cheng thought of, and for a moment, his face changed a little.

"From your appearance, I seem to have guessed something?...Hahaha, yes, this team battle has to be changed. The way of deciding victory and defeat by relying solely on force was not bad, but it was too monotonous and boring. It is said that keeping pace with the times, and you cannot stand up and not seek change.

After research by the upper class of all participating sects, we will decide that this year's team battle will be another way, you can see..."

The old man waved his hand and a gray light flashed, and a ten-foot-high altar appeared in the center of the battleground. The light shone on it and the divine power was surging, and it was inspiring.

"What are you going to do?" The audience could not suppress their curiosity and could not keep their peace.

"It seems that this is the largest divine pattern teleportation altar. Should we pass all these teams to the predetermined location and watch the live broadcast on the light curtain here?"

"Brother, you think so reasonable, that's what you mean."

"This is a bit inappropriate. In history, the teams in the previous Dragon and Tiger List Championships fought each other, and it seemed to be very exciting, regardless of life and death, flesh and blood, how exciting? It seems that it does not comply with the rules when teleporting outside."

"You are so stupid. The rules are not just a sentence from senior officials? They feel that the way they used to be bored. If you change the way, why do you have any objections?"

"Uh? I don't dare, I don't dare, what should I do? Let's watch the fun."

"That's right. Anyway, no matter what the method is, they still have to compete with each other. This determines that no matter what the process is, the dog we want to see bite the dog and get a fur... Uh, this is too rough. To put it another way, by the way, we can see the heroes' style."

"It's better to just say that dogs bite dogs."

"Shh, shhh, let's just say a little, I'm hearing it by those small-minded monks. What should I do if I hold a grudge against you?"

"So?...Wow, all the participating heroes are heroes, and the female cultivators are even more men-like. We are fortunate to see that this life is worthwhile."

"I can teach you, I like you...".........

The monks' sensitive ears and collected these words, their faces began to turn black for a moment.

There are too many people, who is saying "dog bites dogs"? When he is focused on listening to the deputy sect leader's rules, he is really unable to be distracted. Everyone cursed in their hearts and could only suppress their tone.

The fat old man clicked on the teleportation altar that had been accumulating for a long time and said with a smile: "Everyone, this is a super teleportation altar that has been successfully renovated by tens of thousands of sects. It connects a mysterious small world outside the territory. Within it, there are many races and continuous wars, but there are also great opportunities.

It is said that there are many ancient ruins, and the team will be teleported to the closest location to many ancient ruins in the Xiao Qian World. Then, you will be given three months to enter the ruins to collect the treasures left by ancient times.

The amount of collection determines your final ranking.

Let me state that this small world is very complete. For the indigenous monks of the small world, you are all invaders from outside the domain and will be hunted down.

I would like to remind you that there are endless masters there, and there are many people at the peak of the demigods. All you can rely on is your teammates. You must unite and help each other and be one offensive and defensive in order to survive from the fierce indigenous monks.

After three months, as long as you are still alive, you will be automatically teleported back. How many treasures from the small world you bring back will be counted automatically when you return to the altar.

Even if it is stored in the storage magic weapon, the altar can accurately give the quantity. There is no need to worry about this, and it is extremely transparent. Every move of yours will be broadcast live.

Also, every bit will be recorded, so there will be no secret operation of rankings. I guarantee this with my personality.

Finally, it is necessary to declare that there is no restriction on the gains of robbing other teams.

Therefore, your enemies are not only native monks, strange beasts, and alien races from the small thousand worlds, but also competitors from the same world. Because life and death are not limited, the fighting method is extremely dangerous, and if you don’t do it properly, you will die and cannot get out.

So, you are allowed to quit the competition.

Give you ten numbers time, and send divine thoughts to your elders to discuss countermeasures. If you want to withdraw, within ten numbers, please leave the battlefield. If you still stand here after ten numbers, there will be no way out."

After the fat old man said these words, the monks and spectators present were all stunned.

Most monks heard about the little world for the first time, only Xiao Cheng had entered the little world without any unexpected expressions.

He is very familiar with Xiao Qianshi and likes this mode. Compared to the boring team fighting on the ring, this method makes him like it more.

What's more, this time it takes three months, which is enough to get a lot of gains and can also rob others. Don't be too happy.

Xiao Cheng laughed secretly and secretly looked at Mr. Lan Yun, thinking about how to make trouble for Mr. Lan Yun in the small world.

He also knew that such things might not be possible, because once teleported out, each team will randomly teleport to different places, saying that it is a small world, which is also vast to humans. Moreover, it is still complete, and the area is too vast, and it may not be able to meet other teams.

In order not to attract the attention of indigenous monks and strange beasts, who dares to fly arrogantly, isn’t that asking for trouble? Isn’t it that fat old man said, is it better to sneak into ancient ruins like a few clouds in this small world?

Xiao Cheng's understanding is deeper than that of the cultivators present. His past experiences in the small world were spiritual wealth. He would not feel nervous at all. It would be great to have a clear mind.

On the contrary, the others were unable to calm down, but those who could stand here were all elites who were selected from ten thousand, so they naturally had courage. Therefore, after the fat old man slowly shouted from one to ten, no team left.

Joke, people come here to compete for honors and benefits and show their faces. They all have the ambition to become famous. Could it be that a so-called dangerous world can scare away the elite monks? What is that? How can you gain a foothold when you go back? Do you still have the face to see others?

It is normal for no team to withdraw. If there is really a withdrawal, it will become famous. The world of cultivation cannot accommodate cowards, and anyone understands this principle.

"Did no one quit? Well, you are about to embark on the journey, I wish you good luck." The fat old man waved his hand and decided.

With a 'smash' sound, light shot down from the divine pattern altar and covered all the teams. Tens of thousands of monks, including human monks, and the rest were the two demon clans. One of them was taken into the divine pattern altar. Then, the colorful lights were shining and all the teams entered the teleportation process.

The spectators looked up at the light curtain, and the colorful light was lingering on it, showing the energy turbulence. It seemed that they would not be able to transmit the destination for a while.

Everyone was waiting quietly.

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Chapter completed!